Neighborhood lover: Come to my bowl!

"He's always like this." Feng Yeqi looked at Luo Qianyu's back and said. "I know." Yun ZhuRan smiled and said that in front of the man, Yun ZhuRan returned to his original self.

"Here you are." Mu Qingtian looked at his soup and said that the sound of the range hood in the kitchen drowned the voices of several people.

"Yes, our chef Mu is not good yet. Such efficiency is not good either." Luo Qianyu said to the kitchen with a sly color in his eyes.

Feng Yeqi looked at her helplessly and smiled.

"How did you get here? Don't you gamble now?" Yun ZhuRan came over with the fruit and said.

"Not now, nor is it the peak period. In fact, we came early for fear of missing your reception." Luo Qianyu's mouth has never stopped since he came into the small house.

"I knew you would be like this." Yun ZhuRan rolled her eyes and said.

"Why, I just want to eat the meal made by your family Mu Qingtian, can't I?" Luo Qianyu looked at the fruit taken by yunzhuran and reached for the fruit.

"Dinner, dinner." Mu Qingtian took the last soup and put it on the table,

"Why is it so slow," Luo Qian said.

Yunzhuran gave her a chestnut. "You lie here safely and dislike our chef's slow service. Do you have a conscience?"

Luo Qian's mouth was tilted and he didn't speak.

"Well, well, don't eat any more fruit. Come and have dinner. It's just done." Mu Qingtian wiped his hand.

Yunzhuran gets up, goes around behind Mu Qingtian and takes down the apron with her own hands,

"This is a show of love with us." Luo Qian said, holding Feng Yeqi's hand.

As always, Feng Yeqi has few words. Most of the time, he just looks at his baby wife and doesn't say a word.

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"It's dead." Luo Qianyu touched his stomach and leaned against the sofa.

"Yun ZhuRan, why do you think your life is so good? It's a blessing for you to have such a husband for eight generations." Luo Qianyu sighed.

"Having a friend like you is the resentment I have accumulated in my eighth life."

"Yun ZhuRan, why is your mouth still so damaged? If you really meet such a husband, you still can't change your original temperament."

"Because of your subtle influence." Cloud bamboo dye said faintly.

"Mu Qingtian, you take care of your wife." Luo Qianyu knows that he has never been an opponent of yunzhuran. So I don't have the choice to fight hard.

"Ranran, OK. You go back to your room with Qianyu first. I'll talk to Yeqi about something." Mu Qingtian said.

Yun ZhuRan nodded, "come here, dead girl, I'll clean you up."

Luo Qianyu glanced and followed him.

Yun ZhuRan is lying on the bed, different from herself just now.

"Qianyu, I'm not in good shape now."

"What's the matter?" Luo Qianyu has long seen that yunzhuran should have a lot of things in mind.

It's not just talk about such deep feelings between two people.

"Just feel tired. When Mu Qingtian proposed to me before, I suddenly felt afraid." Yun ZhuRan lies in bed with a painful expression on her face.

Luo Qianyu has always understood yunzhuran. She always puts everything in her heart, digests it by herself, and has always been used to pretending to be herself.

"Is it because of the previous things that make you feel insecure?" Luo Qianyu touched Yunzhu's dyed hair and said.

Yun ZhuRan shook her head. She didn't know why she became like this. Her state of mind actually made her feel afraid.

"I want to kill the child." Yun ZhuRan holds Luo Qianyu's hand and puts it on his stomach.

Luo Qianyu's hand stiffened. He didn't think there was another child here, nor did he think Yun ZhuRan would make such a decision.

Yunzhuran, who she knew, would marry Mu Qingtian and promise the woman who proposed for her child, not the woman who gave up the child because of her fear,

What makes cloud bamboo dyeing look like this? What is the barrier between two people? Luo Qianyu has been thinking about something.

"Thousands of words." Yun ZhuRan looks at Luo Qianyu in a daze. A loud reminder.

"Ranran, have you ever thought about this child? You're going to end this life before she comes to the world. Is this thing too unfair to this child?"

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that the previous things will happen again? Or something else?"

"I don't know. I just resist such things. Now I also resist Mu Qingtian." Yun ZhuRan covers her company with her hands and says.

"Where's the child?" Luo Qianyu doesn't think how difficult it is to solve this matter now.

"I have already told Mu Qingtian." Yun ZhuRan looks at Luo Qianyu.

"What did he say? Yes?"

Yun ZhuRan nods.

"Your brains are in water. Such a thing can be solved so easily?" Luo Qianyu helps the forehead. Maybe his national language is strong. After all, he has never thought of giving up a child. After all, he is surrounded by his own children. So I pay more attention to my children than many people.

Luo Qianyu felt that he couldn't understand yunzhuran's decision.

"No, Qianyu, please calm down. I'm the child's mother. I love the child more than anyone else."

"I really can't keep this child," Yun ZhuRan opened her eyes and looked at Luo Qianyu.

"I won't end up with Mu Qingtian when I'm not ready, but if I keep this child, what can I give this child in a few months?"

Luo Qianyu calmed down slowly. Now she finally understands yunzhuran's pains.

Indeed, the child really shouldn't stay.

"I'll go with you then." Luo Qianyu holds yunzhuran in his arms and says.

"Cry if you want. There's no one else now?"

Yunzhuran's shoulders trembled slightly. Indeed, he was very depressed these days, and he had to look like nothing every day. He was really tired.

For Yun ZhuRan, Luo Qianyu is the only one who can make himself cry.

Luo Qianyu gently patted yunzhuran on the shoulder. This kind of yunzhuran made his heart catch up?

Luo Qianyu can feel yunzhuran's heart now and know how uncomfortable he is. Yunzhuran has never been a child used to crying. Such a sad yunzhuran is rarely seen even by herself.

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